Oblivious, he planted kisses on her luscious lips, her neck. I want to see you naked, now, he rasped. Saying that, he yanked at her shirt. A couple of... buttons broke loose, before the shirt came away in his strong hands. Rachhna was wearing my favorite lace bra, and the sight of that can turn on a statue. I could see the effect it had on Sanjay. He only gurgled, and yanked at the bra, which came off in one go. There was Rachhna, still fighting to break free, her torso exposed. Sanjay still held. The man leaned against a tree, hips thrusting as he face-fucked her until she felt him explode in her mouth, tasting the warm salty tang of his cum as she swallowed it, then sucking his shrinking cock clean. As she stood, she felt his hands exploring her curves, teasing the nipples until they were aching, but then dismissing her without enjoying her other charms.By now her frustration was becoming acute, the warm tingling between her legs an itch that desperately needed attention.The next. Gently he did just that, amazed at the tightness, and the sensation of his actions. A moment or two passed then she said, “ok, now slowly now, slip it into me, I will probably scream a bit, but just take it slow and listen to my instructions and we will be ok!” He located the head, then slowly, oh so slowly pressed forward, and scream she did, he stopped, then as she quietened, he pressed on again, eliciting just a moan this time till he was fully mounted. His balls felt damp bumping against. One that made it look real enough to show my friends. The second part was to find something to secure it so it wouldn’t move and expose the lack of a torso to my make shift boyfriend.But this one was it. I even made a slimy white mixture that I would put into my mouth after he came.“Mmm, I can tell you’re close.” I stroked him, sucked him into my mouth and made him cum. A few last strokes, some noises and then . . . it happened. My dad walked in.“Kimi!”“Shit.” The dildo popped out of my mouth.